Carnival of Light
Your hand is a prism
You hold it up high
Blinding my sleep filled eyes
It's morning
It's our carnival of light
You tell me not to sleep it all away
I groan in reply
but I'll get up if you only pull the blankets away
and then take their place...
Place your palm on my palm
Until all the shadows are banished from my skin
Bathed in white and yellow light
Like we were people from the sun
And the best part is it's just beginning...
The day is ours
Ours to feast upton
And to fill our senses
Oh Carnival of light what do you have to offer me today?
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Similar idea to the Bond poems - use the title of any Beatles song as the topic of your poem. The title, not the song. Ridiculously long list here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Category:The_Beatles_songs Unlike the Bond poems I will not be listing the ones already done in the guidance - I don't care how nicely you ask me to Kev. There are more than 250 of them! Just go to the last post and make use of that handy 'Show all previous branches' button that Nick so kindly provided if you want to see which titles have been done. 7 PARTICIPANTS IN THIS POEM
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